I decided the other day that I really must be getting old. I went shopping in the only CD store in town, (blocking my ears against the blaring rock as I walked through the door). Rather than spending ages (and risking deafness) looking for what I wanted, I asked the young thing behind the counter if she had any Andrew Lloyd Webber. She shrugged and opened a drawer in front of her to flip through the collection. After a few minutes she found two – an orchestral collection and a collection from the musicals themselves. I chose the latter and she went off to find the box, which would be sitting empty on the shelf somewhere. She seemed to be wandering fairly aimlessly for quite a while. Then she frowned and came back to me.
“This Andrew Lloyd Webber,” she said, “is he Country?”
I decided after that episode that it would be easier to order my music over the internet from now on. Coincidentally I had a gift voucher from Amazon UK. So I duly ordered the collector’s edition of the “Les Miserables” DVD and sat back to wait with eager anticipation. It took me a couple of days to realise the annoying fact that if this is a British DVD, it’s probably not going to play on an Australian DVD player. Too late to cancel the order, I’ll just have to wait and see.
You see, if I weren’t so old and decrepit, I would have remembered that regional coding thingy before I ordered. Why do they have it anyway?